Ty stirred, lifting his head. "Hey, where is the old guy who's usually in the cell?"
"I can't divulge that information," the guard whispered into Ty's ear, a secretive tone to his voice. "But, thanks to your cooperation, I might be up for a promotion. I Heard through that he's snagged a sponsor and is about to outpace you for a spotlight in the dia."
"Please, follow to the reception hall, and let's keep things smooth, as always," the guard requested a hint of caution in his words.
Ty, understanding the delicacy of their situation, nodded. "Of course, but why is there a need for secrecy?"
"In a place like this, ears are everywhere. With you around, it seems everyone's looking to leave their mark," the guard explained as they moved toward the waiting area of the cafeteria.
He shared more as they walked, "The Arena of Life isn't just entertainnt; it's a cornerstone of the kingdom's dominance. The allure of any wish being granted to the victor not only draws competitors but also floods the coffers with gold."
Ty's curiosity piqued as he raised the question, "I see, but does the King really grant such wishes? What if soone wished to be the new King?"
The guard's response ca with a light chuckle, a glimpse of amusent in his tone. "That wish, while possible, is bound by the ancient rule that a king's mantle can only be passed with his demise."
He continued, revealing the depths of their lore, "As for wishes of boundless power or wealth, tales whisper of their fulfillnt. Yet, those who seek such grandeur often vanish, their presence erased from this realm."
"This wisdom from our past cautions us to desire within the realm of possibility, should we wish to remain within this world's embrace," he imparted.
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Intrigued, Ty mused aloud, "I see, well thank you for the insights, Mr.?"
"It's Gony, with a 'G.' A common misperception," the guard clarified, a smile in his voice.
As Ty was about to delve deeper, their conversation was abruptly paused by the arrival of JJ, arms laden with books and a basket
As Gony departed, Ty mulled over the pronunciation of his na. "Gon-eh? Go-ny? Go-ney?" He found it peculiar yet couldn't deny the guard's cordial deanor.
Settling into his seat, Ty's attention shifted as JJ positioned herself across from him, spreading out several books and unveiling a basket. "So, what's the basket for?" Ty inquired, intrigued by the assortnt.
JJ, slightly flustered, explained, "O-oh, I thought you might appreciate so decent food. I'm unsure about the als provided here, so I made so sandwiches. It's modest, but I was also peckish—two stones, one Gorbird."
Ty's curiosity was piqued. "A Gorbird?"
With a bashful smile, JJ clarified, "It's an old saying. Never quite understood it, but it ans tackling two tasks simultaneously."
Ty pondered, 'Does she an two birds with one stone?' The local expressions seed to have their unique twist.
Appreciative yet concerned, Ty responded, "Thanks for coming by again, but you really don't have to. Don't you have other obligations or work?"
JJ shook her head gently, her voice soft but carrying the weight of her new reality. "I used to work as a dical assistant, but after my parents passed away, I suddenly found myself at the helm of our family. With the responsibility of our lineage resting on my shoulders, I'm faced with endless decisions on how to ensure our prosperity.
It's a daunting task, and it's not rare for a family's fortunes to crumble after losing its leader."
Ty, absorbing her words, responded with genuine concern. "I see. But then, shouldn't your focus be on securing your family's future rather than, and forgive my bluntness, spending your ti here with ?"
Her response ca with a light-hearted laugh, a montary relief from her burdens. "My father's adviser, essentially his guardian, echoed your sentint. Yet, finding soone who can offer a mont's joy, a reason to smile amidst the chaos, is invaluable. It grants the clarity and strength needed to face the challenges ahead."
JJ shook her head, her voice carrying a blend of resignation and determination. "I used to work as a dical assistant, but after my parents passed away, I found myself at the helm of our family. Being the direct successor, I'm swamped with decisions on how to ensure our prosperity. It's all too common for a wealthy family to crumble after the loss of its patriarch or matriarch."
Ty, absorbed in her story, reflected aloud, "I see. Then, shouldn't your focus be on sorting out those affairs, rather than—forgive my bluntness—spending your ti here with ?"
A chuckle escaped JJ. "My father's adviser, who practically ran things for him, said much the sa. Yet, finding a mont's joy, soone who can draw a smile from , feels crucial. It helps stay balanced amid the chaos that awaits."
Ty leaned back, musing quietly before sharing, "You're much stronger than I realized, facing such trials yet still pushing forward. I wish I could offer support, though I'm hardly managing my own affairs."
Attempting a lighter note, he joked, "My financial state was a ss. I couldn't even afford transport; Jade, my girlfriend, often had to cover our bus fare. She was the sensible one, while I'd do anything for her."
"And where is she now?" JJ inquired, her interest piqued by the ntion of soone important to Ty. "You ntioned needing to return to soone. Is she the one?"
Ty's hand found its way to his head, his voice tinged with concern. "It's a complicated tale, and she might be facing grave danger, considering so things I've been told."
Ty's thoughts montarily drifted to Jade, his confidence in her cleverness a small comfort amidst chaos. "She's smart; I'm sure she'll navigate through whatever cos her way. As for , I'll sort things out on my end, too. That string I passed to you, it was her last gift to —a token of trust, though its purpose remains unclear to ."
Shifting focus, Ty's curiosity about their imdiate circumstances surfaced. "So, when does the Arena of Life kick off? And with all that's been said and done, do you happen to know which Realm we're in?"
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